How did you bunch of silly group members also time travel?

"What...? Ah—!!"

"Any last words?" Demiurge tightened his grip. "Then I grant you permission to bid farewell to this world! Before Entoma returns, apologize to her in the underworld!"

Shout my name, you knife-wielder!

"You bastard!! Urutoraman! Bastard—"

*Slap!* The sudden slap in the face stunned Miss Fox, and Demiurge was stunned as well!

Shout my name.

Chapter 119 We are all mortals now!

Shout my name.

The dark, shallow slash left a mark on Miss Fox's face. This sudden slap stunned not only the person who was hit, but also Demiurge, who was holding the elf.

The blackened ashen sword hovered between them, seemingly possessing a mysterious magic that was impossible to ignore, causing them to stop what they were doing and stare at it.

Shout my name!

"Huh? What?" Miss Fox was taken aback. "Didn't I already..."

Snapped!

Miss Fox also had a mark on the other side of her face.

"...Ah!!" Demiurge began to apply force again, and she could feel her skull screaming. If this continued, she was afraid she would really become a warrior who would be crushed to death by the mage!

"Damn it! You traitorous demon mage!!"

"Don't underestimate mages, elves."

Shout my name!

"Zeta! I told you, Ulturamanzeta—ah!!"

Snapped!

'How did I end up with a brain-damaged owner like you?! This is the last time! I won't even wait until your head is crushed, I'll chop you up first!!'

"..." Miss Fox suddenly felt her head stop hurting and gave up thinking.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing here? What am I thinking? Why am I here?

'...'

Shallow turned to Demiurge and slashed at his face.

It seemed like a casual slash, yet it was like a true dragon lurking in the mud, its calm exterior concealing a turbulent undercurrent... smoke, scorched earth, air currents, magic. Everything around seemed to be dragged and compressed together by this slash, an indescribable and ineffable threat contained within, making it impossible to look away.

"!" When Demiurge came to his senses, he felt as if a piece of his memory was missing.

He was now out of the blade's reach. He was unharmed, having dodged the attack, but the golden elf he had been holding was gone, left behind on the spot.

"What... was that just now?" Evilue asked in surprise.

'...'

Instead of pressing her advantage, Asahi used some unknown force to gather the scorched earth into a platform, the blade plunging into it. The hilt fell towards its master, and in a voice only Miss Fox could hear, she spoke:

'You should know my name!'

"Probably." Miss Fox's eyes lit up as she gave up thinking. She swallowed a bottle of medicine, stood up, stepped onto the scorched earth steps, and gripped the shallowly forged hilt of her sword!

Miss Fox simply held the knife hilt in that position, without continuing or saying anything.

'...Damn it! Does it have to be this way?!'

Miss Fox ignored Asada and instead looked up at Demiurge, who had several talismans in her mouth.

Demiurge was also watching her, a deep sense of apprehension emanating from the hilt of the katana held in Miss Fox's hand. Behind her, a hand hidden somewhere was conveying something.

"Damn it! This demon is sending a signal! You vile elf, stop stalling! Bring out whatever you have up your sleeve!!" Evilue noticed!

But Miss Fox had no way to explain herself! She genuinely didn't know the name of her Zanpakuto! She was desperate and could only stall for time as long as possible!

You have no idea how much pressure Miss Fox, who maintained her knife-gripping posture and remained expressionless, was enduring—pressure that she shouldn't have to bear at her age!

"...If you weren't my master, I would have chopped you down!" The fox trembled slightly, and then Miss Fox heard it continue:

'Celebrate!' Miss Fox's eyes gleamed with an eerie light.

'My master, after this day of transformation, the whole world will remember your name, and your enemies will tremble in fear!'

Miss Fox blushed, but still tried to remain serious.

'A time traveler from the Celestial Empire, an Elf Queen, a Steel-level adventurer, an Elf Knight, a beacon of starlight, a future transgressor, a person destined to overturn the world, and the Goddess of the Earth!'

Miss Fox trembled all over, her blood circulation accelerated, and she was so hot that she was sweating profusely, her clothes clinging tightly to her body and revealing strange colors underneath.

'Come! Pull me out and make me the supreme king! Shout my name!!'

Miss Fox abandoned all thought once more and instinctively shouted, "Mortal Bone!!"

'With mortal bones, I step into the realm of gods; with mortal blood, I forge the power to slay gods! My master, suffering from late-stage chuunibyou, my Zanpakuto, Mortal Bones, offers its loyalty to you!'

Pulling the shallow blade out of the scorched earth platform, the slender blade had changed its appearance.

The knife was no longer a knife. It was symmetrical with two openings, four feet eight inches long, and six inches wide, thick and heavy. After that, it had no other special features. Its style was conventional and unremarkable, just like its name, "Ordinary Bone," and it looked like nothing more than a charred wooden sword.

'Come, my master! Shout my name aloud, and offer the enemy the most beautiful despair!'

"Bite him! Mortal!"

An angry charge!

Emerald green spiritual energy enveloped her entire body, her movements unchanged from before. The release of her Zanpakuto didn't seem to bring any significant change or enhancement to the fox. Both her speed and power remained as unremarkable as before.

Even so, Demiurge did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

The moment before his mortal bones transformed into this giant sword was etched in his memory. Caution, caution, and more caution. This was something his supreme being had taught him, something that had been repeatedly emphasized.

Even though the Mortal Bone Greatsword now appears to be just an ordinary greatsword, Demiurge is cautious and dares not make contact with it rashly.

"The Wall of Inferno!"

"Hado No. 4, White Lightning".

Lightning broke through the wall of fire, and the emerald green spiritual energy, thick as water, stirred up wind and clouds and wrapped around the sword, transforming into a divine deer raising its head!

Guardian Deer!

Demiurge tried to dodge, but the oncoming giant sword, despite its perfectly straight trajectory, was impossible for him to avoid. A strange feeling enveloped him; he was locked on.

"The Demonic Aspects!" His slender body suddenly tensed, transforming into the most resilient demonic form among countless demons, meeting the emerald green divine deer!

Bang! !

A storm raged. The two colliding figures were as if caught in the eye of a tempest, surrounded by swirling magical energy. After a moment of stillness, an explosion erupted, the swirling gale cleaving the scorched earth like a knife, turning over the land within a radius of several meters. Even Evilue, who was watching the battle, was swept up in it and thrown dozens of meters away.

Miss Fox's hands were trembling slightly, a slight stiffness from the aftereffects of a move.

"Oh, your attack power has increased, but you're still as clumsy as ever." Demiurge's suit was shattered, and a shallow wound appeared on his grayish-black skin. His defense had been breached.

Unlike the clumsy, disjointed fox lady, Demiurge showed no such hindrance. His "Demon Aspects" skill transformed, the magic draining from his greyish-black skin and surging towards his arms, causing them to swell.

"I'm sorry for wasting so much of your time."

'Now!'

"Now!" In sync with the Zanpakuto's voice, the fox suddenly looked up and glared at Demiurge, saying:

"We're all just mortals now!"

-

Chapter 120 The Laws of Victory

"What!?"

Demiurge was startled and quickly retreated. But the moment he moved, he felt a strong sense of unease, as if something was wrong with his whole body.

"What's going on?!" Demiurge asked in surprise.

He could feel that although the magic was still flowing in his body and his own abilities were not affected, and the items bestowed by the Supreme Being were still on him, it was as if there was an invisible membrane between them, and he could not get past this membrane to use those things that should have been his.

His race's special ability, "Demon Aspects," did not take effect, and his hand did not change as he had hoped.

"Ordinary bones!?"

Miss Fox smiled and replied, "That's right, we're all mortals now!"

Without any special abilities or talents, only a burning passion and unwavering will support this mortal as he plunges headlong into the unfathomable depths of the future.

That's the power of her Zanpakuto, Mortal Bone Shikai. Those struck by it, along with their wielder, lose all special abilities, equipment enhancements, and the ability to use items. Only knowledge, the most basic combat system, honed physique, and painstakingly honed skills remain. They are reduced to a state of utter destitution before being reduced to mere blank slates for a brutal fight.

"The laws of victory have been established! Hah!!" Battle cry! Rose Armor!

A raging, ferocious beast charges in fury!

"If that's all, you're declaring victory too early!" The ferocious boar crashed into the purple magic shield. Even with his special abilities unusable, Demiurge remained a powerful mage.

"No, the victory I declare is absolute!"

The greatsword swept across, and Demiurge temporarily avoided its attack, raising his hand to erect an ice wall at the fox's feet. As he pressed his advantage, he couldn't find the fox in the air. The fox was still half-crouched on the ice wall, carrying the mortal bone greatsword, its high heels breaking through the ice to secure itself within the wall, preventing it from floating.

Deadly Thrust!

The giant bone sword unleashed a spiraling stream of air that hurtled straight at Demiurge's face.

Demiurge created a magical shield to defend himself, while simultaneously unleashing a fire dragon to devour the fox. Unexpectedly, the fox completely ignored the flames burning on its body, simply gripping its mortal greatsword and using the magical shield as a fulcrum to prop itself up. It then performed a large spin in mid-air, bypassing the one-sided magical shield and striking it down.

Leap Intercept. The Guardian's most basic skill, its effect is simply to strike someone's head with their shield in mid-air.

Compared to using a mortal greatsword for attacks, the fox is more comfortable and faster using a shield.

Unexpectedly, Demiurge decisively abandoned the counterattack of supporting the magic shield against the Rose Armor. He used one hand to shield his head from the incoming shield, and with the other, he delivered a punch to the fox's abdomen. "Ugh!" The fox was forced to abandon its pursuit, its strength waning as it was forced to retreat, using its mortal greatsword to block several magical attacks.

Tough to deal with. Although Demiurge is a mage, at max level, even without his racial abilities, his melee combat skills are only slightly weaker than Miss Fox's.

"Hoo..." Flames lingered on the fox's body; its rose armor was completely depleted. Demiurge, though adorned with several roses, was unharmed and gracefully plucked them. This was the outcome of their exchange. Who was weaker and who was stronger was immediately clear.

“I’m sorry, Miss Elf,” Demiurge bowed gracefully, “Even though we are both mortals, I am superior.”

"Perhaps." The fox's eyes were somewhat unfocused, lacking clear concentration. It was strange. She seemed to be daydreaming, almost like someone in the heat of battle. But her taut muscles and the sight of Demiurge's greatsword proving her utmost seriousness.

The cautious Demiurge couldn't fathom the fox's intentions, wavering between seizing the opportunity to attack and cautiously determining whether the fox was luring him into a trap. The Greatsword of Mortal Bones had already tricked him once, preventing him from spreading his wings to fly, using his racial abilities, employing items, or easily wielding superior magic through racial advantages. Each of these limitations was incredibly frustrating for him.

"What are you wary of me for?" The bright red wild rose coiled around the fox's body again. She straightened her sword and spoke.

"Is it a guess that mortals have other abilities? No, no, mortals' only ability is this: in battle, both of us are mortals!"

The fox suddenly raised its hand, put its thumb and forefinger into its mouth, and whistled!

"Fire Dragon!" Demiurge, though unsure of the fox's intentions, sensed danger and decisively attacked, summoning a fire dragon to pounce. However, the fox seemed frozen in place, simply watching the dragon open its jaws and charge. Its gradually focusing gaze didn't seem to reflect the dragon's ferocity; it was as if it were looking at something else entirely.

"Have you given up?" Demiurge was preparing another spell.

"Neigh!" Just then, a horse's loud neighing suddenly came from the sky!

The speed was incredible. Demiurge quickly released a magical shield, but it only barely blocked Pegasus's single horn. He couldn't stop Pegasus from being pushed aside by Pegasus's immense strength, scattering the fire dragon and heading straight for the fox.

"Guardian Deer!" The proud deer raised its head! Sharp antlers pierced through, leaving horrifying holes, tossing it high into the air, thick, foul-smelling demon blood staining the fox's body. The wounded Demiurge could no longer maintain its magical shield, and Pegasus's horn pierced through its body, delivering a follow-up blow.

"Wheel of Fortune!" The fox pressed its advantage, unleashing its next skill.

Boom! But an ice wall rose up, and the shield only scraped off a large chunk of ice, failing to penetrate it. Pegasus was also affected, pushed aside, and his horn pierced off course, ultimately only grazing Demiurge.

"Whew!!" There wasn't much to regret. Since the follow-up skill combo failed, the fox lady simply mounted Pegasus's back.

The pure one rides a unicorn, a symbol of purity. The shape of the mortal greatsword undergoes a wondrous transformation, twisting from a giant sword into a golden knight's lance. The clothing on its body also becomes more distinctive, and its lower body is revealed, with long, white legs draped over Pegasus.

Ride summoned!

"Pegasus! Let's go!" Charge on horseback!

"Wait a minute!" Suddenly, a voice as emotionless as a machine rang out.

That was the voice Miss Fox could never forget, the voice she heard when she first felt an irresistible pressure, the voice with which she had forcibly signed some non-offense agreement.

The fox silently made Pegasus stop.

"Ainz-sama!" Demiurge shouted excitedly, "I'm sorry, Ainz-sama, I'm unable to activate your location service at the moment!"

"It's none of your business. It's normal for strong opponents to be limited in their methods during battles." Ainz Ooal Gown would never blame his subordinate in front of outsiders. "So, unknown strongman, how about we make a deal?"

Miss Fox did not speak.